Masterpiece

You know how there are girls that want to be teachers or doctors, or princesses? Well, I wanted to be a Mommy.

I married my high school sweetheart just after college and we thought the prudent thing to do would be to wait a couple of years before we start a family. The goal was to get on our feet. As soon as we did we started trying.

The first year of negative pregnancy tests we’re trying on us. Me more so than my husband. But the pregnancy success rates in the first year gave us hope. It wasn’t until we entered our second year that I began to panic. There was a lot of Clomid, fertility specialists, sperm testing, full bladder vaginal sonograms, dye tests and,… NOTHING.

This went on for 2 more years.

Exhausted. Emotionally spent. Heart-broken. Lost. We hadn’t anything else to give at that point. So we surrendered. We surrendered all. We decided to stop the charting, and the temperature taking, and the sex scheduling, and the Clomid. We decided to just be. To just be still.

Then we got pregnant. Yippee! Hooray!

Then we miscarried. Despite the loss, I was able to find peace. Because to me it was a tiny flicker of hope. It was a tiny flicker of life. After years of praying for answers, I knew that between my husband and I, it was possible to create life. And that gave me so much peace. So I waited for His perfect timing.

After everyone went to bed tonight I sat and opened his backpack and I looked through his work for the week. (That baby is now a Kindergartner! Say whaaaaat?! Where does the time go!!!) I pulled out this drawing from his folder and it made me cry.

To think those precious hands of his with those big beautiful brown eyes and killer lashes created this masterpiece. Reminds me of that song by Carolyn Dawn Johnson…

You could say it was a work of art Like someone took a brush and painted their hearts Together they made such a beautiful thing And oh if there was anything that they could do right It was painting love in the perfect light So we could see That love is a masterpiece

It was perfect. He is perfect. And I am so thankful I waited. Because works of art like this, they take time.

About Vannessa Eggleston

Born and raised in the Rio Grande Valley, Vannessa feels fortunate to call this place home. She married her high school sweetheart, Will, who also happens to be a Valley native. She’s mom to three of the most charming monsters you’ll ever meet (is that an oxymoron?).
She has a quirky personality and an unhealthy obsession with all things Egg-related (she married for love and the last name happened to be one of the perks ;). She enjoys sweet tea, a good pun, designing, and quiet time.
When she isn’t wearing her Mommy and Wife hat, she’s most likely sitting at her computer chronicling about the chaos that is her life as a work at home, stay at home momprenuer at In The Company of Mom.